#ai-cocktail-dispenser

#ai-cocktail-dispenser

"Our study confirmed that in an environment of loud noise, our sense of taste is compromised. Interestingly, this was specific to sweet and umami tastes, with sweet taste inhibited and umami taste significantly enhanced," Robin Dando, one of the study's authors, told the Cornell Chronicle after the study came out.

ElevenMusic allows users to generate up to seven songs per day using natural language prompts, with options to adjust song length, lyrics, and writing style.

"You still set up actions in Stream Deck app the same way you always have. MCP adds a new way to trigger them," Elgato said in its announcement.

Amazon's latest upgrade to Alexa+, its next-generation AI assistant, allows you to order food from popular delivery services Uber Eats and Grubhub in a conversational manner, just as if you were chatting with a waiter at a restaurant or placing an order at a drive-thru.

Jose, an AI humanoid robot, will greet passengers, answer their questions, and give them information about some of the local attractions.

I was like, 'Well can I just call every pub in Ireland and conversationally ask them with AI?,' Cortland told Fortune. 'I pulled the thread, and I just kept pulling the thread, and here we are.'

"The portafilter locking mechanism, which closely simulates the way a portafilter engages with the brewing head group of an espresso machine, contributes to stability and repeatability during tamping."

"Alchemy by Loews Hotels is about elevating the everyday ritual of enjoying a beverage into something quietly memorable."

But then the playoffs arrive, and you and I are reminded of what makes twilight football-outdoors and on grass-special. You start off in broad daylight as both teams fuck around for a quarter or two. Then the sun slowly begins to bleed away, taking all distractions along with it as it sinks below the horizon. Now we're in primetime, when everyone is watching. Now every player on the field is in the spotlight, and you, the viewer at home, are dialed in.

On a six-block walk I pass at least a half dozen, each with their own vibe: one focused on chai, another inside a yoga studio, a Starbucks that's surprisingly busy for late afternoon downtown. I passed them all up to get to one shop in particular, where a barista named Jarvis would address me by name and make me a thoroughly decent latte with rose-flavored syrup - nothing out of the ordinary in Seattle.

One trend I'd happily see fade away in 2026 is the obsession with overly complicated, garnish-heavy cocktails that prioritize spectacle over balance. There's nothing wrong with a drink that looks beautiful, but when the garnish becomes the entire point of the drink, it often means the cocktail itself is an afterthought.

Used to strain ice and other ingredients out of shaken cocktails, a Hawthorne strainer is a small, flat, spoon-like gadget with holes plus a coiled spring around the edge. You simply fit it over the rim of a glass or shaker tin before pouring liquids through. It's essential for cleanly separating the cocktail from the ice without spilling or creating a mess during the pour.

R1's "LLM-powered intelligence... distills your cravings into bespoke generative recipes" via "unlimited AI generated recipes," the device can only hold eight cocktail ingredients at a time. Consider a scenario where you load up ingredients to pump out a Manhattan - rye whiskey, sweet vermouth, and bitters - as well as a Vesper, which calls for gin, vodka, and Lillet Blanc.

While one of the bartenders at the legendary Connaught Bar in London mixes your martini tableside, you're invited to choose your bitters to complete the drink. Lavender, perhaps? Or would tonka, coriander, or cardamom please you? Oh, what about the house-developed Dr. Ago's? Whatever your choice, you feel special for having collaborated on your order. But in truth, the selection process is so carefully planned by the Connaught that they're still behind the wheel. It's customization and control in perfect balance.

just before we collectively stumbled into this shitty timeline marred by "fake news" and idiot fascism, a journalist did that thing that journalism used to do: hold power to account. In this case, the power was Big Bay Leaf, and the reporter was Kelly Conaboy, writing for the Awl on a "vast bay leaf conspiracy" that-then as now-cons well-meaning home cooks into buying weird leaves that taste and smell like "nothing."